Chapter 2

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Anthony

It was two weeks and three days since I got my license and was able to drive on my own. It was a terrific feeling, being independent in that way.

I was pulling out of the school car park with a smile on my face when I noticed that kid Ian, all alone, meandering around the bus stop. He caught my eye, but I quickly looked away. I didn’t want to talk to him. I didn’t want to be pulled into the teasing he got.

“Hey!”

Crap, they’d closed the bus gate.

“Hey you!”

I had to turn around.

“Hello!”

And look at Ian again.

“HEY ANTHONY!”

-Thunk-

He’d thrown his hands onto the bonnet of my car. I squinted and sighed before tilting my head out of the window.

“Hey Ian…what’s up?”

“Can you give me a ride home?”

He looked really distressed but I didn’t want to waste my time dropping him off.

“Can’t you walk home?” I asked.

“I live too far away,” he answered.

“Well, can’t you take the bus?”

“The school busses are all gone and the next public bus doesn’t come for another 45 minutes.”

I sighed. I had to. He was going to be left alone with his bullies otherwise.

“Get in,” I said.

He jumped into the passenger seat and thanked me a hundred times before we took off. He gave me instructions to his house but the car soon fell silent again.

“So…how’s life Anthony?” He asked.

“Good…pretty fine.” I answered, “And what about you? I mean, I see you’ve survived since sixth grade.”

“Barely,” he half-laughed.

I looked over at him for a second. He was all dishevelled and pale with dark circles surrounding his eyes. And he was wearing a hoodie.

“God, dude! Are you wearing a hoodie? It’s like, 85 degrees right now! Aren’t you frying?”

“No, I’m fine,” He replied, crossing his arms.

I laughed, causing him to laugh, and before we knew it we were deep in conversation about the stupidest things. I turned onto his street and sighed.

“Thanks for the ride home,” he said.

“It’s alright. If you ever need a ride just call me,” I said.

Who cares if I’m friends with Ian. That doesn’t change things. I’m still me.

A/N So I want to continue this and I've written more, but I'm not happy with it so it might be a while before I update. I hope everyone's enjoying so far :)

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